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Chapter 384 This president has a bit of a sword

Lin Mo and Cheng Xiaoyu stood up from their seats.

Entered the president's office.

Lin Mo saw a middle-aged man sitting behind a desk who looked a bit fat and was forced to wear a Mediterranean hairstyle.

The man wore very rugged black-rimmed glasses, and there was a porcelain bowl filled with tea on his table.

When he saw Lin Mo and Cheng Xiaoyu come in, he first took a sip of tea, and then asked: "Are you a teacher?"

Lin Mo nodded: "That's right. Now I teach piano at Yangyin."

President Zhao nodded: "Well, if you are a good teacher, if you are a good teacher, it means you have students. If you have students, it means you can sell the action books."

"But when I read your book, I felt that although it was a bit interesting, I just don't know what you wanted to express?"

Lin Mo was startled.

Express what?

Lin Mo: "This is just a story. The essence of the story is to let people relax in their free time, so I don't want to express anything. I just hope the story is interesting and good-looking."

President Zhao frowned: "It doesn't have any educational significance?"

"The reason why writing a book is called writing a book is because in the book, you have to write what the author wants to express, and then use words to convey the author's thoughts or opinions to the readers."

"As for you, I read it and the content of the story is somewhat interesting, but it just lacks the connotation. I don't know what you want to express. And after I read it, I was thinking, what can this book do?

Who are you selling it to?"

He looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo: "Sell it to people who like to look at it."

President Zhao took a sip of tea: "From my perspective, the sales volume of this book should be relatively small, because it is meaningless."

"Besides, I just did a simple search, and among the many books published on Insomnia, there is not a single best-selling book of your type."

"Do you know what this means?"

President Zhao looked at Lin Mo again.

Lin Mo was already a little helpless: "I don't know, but I believe that the quality of my book is no problem, and there will definitely be people willing to buy it."

President Zhao: "Young people, it is a good thing to have dreams and confidence, but I am older than you and have been in this market longer than you, so you have to learn to listen to what I say."

He still wants to talk.

Cheng Xiaoyu next to me couldn't help it anymore: "President, just tell me when the book will be published."

President Zhao glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu and was a little dissatisfied: "Xiaoyu, is this the way you talk to me? I am also the president and your leader after all."

Cheng Xiaoyu rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, I know you are the leader, you are the president, and you are a middle-aged man."

President Zhao: "?"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked helpless again: "I don't care anyway, Shanzhang, I finally found an author this time, and as you can see, the story he wrote is very beautiful and fascinating."

"So I think this book can be published. If it is published, it will be considered as my performance!"

President Zhao coughed and said, "I haven't made a decision yet. Otherwise, will you look for it again?"

"or……"

He turned his head and looked at Lin Mo over there: "Teacher, take a look, why don't you write some kind of educational book?"

"If it is an educational book, I will guarantee that it will be published for you quickly, and I can also talk to your school about how to sell this book to your school."

"In this way, sales volume is guaranteed. If you are happy, we can rest assured, right?"

Lin Mo shook his head: "Sorry, I don't have that plan. If you can't publish it, then I will go back."

"Excuse me."

Lin Mo simply took the manuscript and prepared to leave.

He is indeed a little helpless with these current publishing houses.

However, if you think about it from another angle, it is normal.

Now that the market for physical books is sluggish, every publishing house is having a hard time, and publishing a book is costly for the publishing house.

Looking at Cheng Xiaoyu's publishing house, it doesn't look like it has much money. It seems that it is the kind of existence that cannot afford to lose money.

Who knows when, because of the loss of one book, the publishing house will go bankrupt.

Lin Mo was about to leave.

Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly became anxious. She looked at President Zhao over there and said directly: "President, you told me before that you asked me to find the author to write the book by myself, but you didn't say what type of book I needed.

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"I'm just asking you, is there anything illegal in the content of this book?"

President Zhao was stunned: "As of now, there is no such thing."

Cheng Xiaoyu: "Is there anything illegal?"

President Zhao hesitated: "It's hard to say."

"Because there are grave robbers inside..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Cheng Xiaoyu said directly: "That can't be considered tomb robbing, that can be considered archeology!"

"When I looked at it, I could tell at a glance that this was an archaeological story. As the president of a publishing house, how could you tell that they were robbing tombs?"

"Think again, is it tomb robbing or archeology?"

President Zhao was stunned for a moment when he was told: "Then...he is the best."

Cheng Xiaoyu: "Then it's over! Archeology is not illegal!"

"So, I want to publish this book and use this book to complete my performance indicators!"

This Cheng Xiaoyu really didn't give President Zhao face. President Zhao's face was filled with helplessness.

Cheng Xiaoyu: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Is that okay?"

President Zhao came back to his senses: "This... is not impossible, but there is a requirement."

Cheng Xiaoyu also said simply: "Say."

President Zhao smiled: "That is, you have to go to this publishing book exchange meeting after a while."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned: "You want me to be ridiculed again?"

"When I went there last time, the psychological shadow caused by it was not completely healed yet!"

President Zhao also looked like a scoundrel: "Someone needs to go to this exchange meeting every year. Anyway, if you agree, then I will also agree to publish this book and give you the ISBN. Then if you complete this performance, you will get a year-end bonus."

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"If you don't go, then I won't publish it. Anyway, I don't think there is any market for this book."

President Zhao seemed to have convinced Cheng Xiaoyu.

Standing nearby, Lin Mo felt like he was watching a skit.

No wonder Cheng Xiaoyu gritted her teeth when she mentioned the president of her own publishing house.

Just saying that now Lin Mo looked at the expression of the president who looked like he was forcing a girl into prostitution, and he had the urge to punch him.

It's really too powerful a sword.

This is definitely the realm where man and sword merge into one.

(End of chapter)